When Goodness as a Child was first conceived,
The Holy Souls attended and believed,
And when the Spirit breathed across the Deep,
Goodness was a Promise made to keep.
And when God rested on the Seventh Day,
Goodness rose and She began to play;
Then Beauty dawned upon the morning Heath,
And on Her crown was placed a golden Wreath.
And bearing Arms to safeguard and enclose,
Goodness bloomed into a Bonnie Rose;
And when She blossomed far into the Wild,
Goodness was a Mother to Her Child.
And when She skated on the icy Plain,
Lovers wed and She was born again,
And when She danced before Her Parent’s Feet,
Goodness was a Family made complete.